chsdbacks Chapter 140 Ethan, what have you done to your club members?!
Chapter 140 Ethan, what have you done to your club members?!
Chapter 141 Ethan, what have you done to your club members?!
"Be careful!"
Zabini shouted and took several steps back, shielding everyone in front of him.
"boom!!!"
The red light fell, instantly shattering their already fragile magical barrier.
They blew up Hogwarts's neat lawn into a latrine, like a bumpy, uneven cheese.
Headmaster Dumbledore watching:
Haha, Ethan's members are really lively.
Ha ha ha.
Screams erupted one after another.
As the smoke and dust cleared, the Slytherin members, who had been dressed elegantly and exquisitely, were now all turned into slaves.
His face was charred black, his hair was sticking up, and his school uniform was just a tattered rag.
Zabini felt a burning pain all over his body and quickly cast a healing spell on himself.
"Don't be afraid!" he shouted. "This magic only looks impressive; it's actually not very dangerous!"
This is true.
It was bombarded like bird droppings falling from the sky.
They were just charred and their skin was broken.
There were no missing hands or feet.
Died on the spot.
Hmph, Ethan's employees are definitely not in the same league as Ethan himself!
Just as Zabini was thinking this...
Then the two people on the stone steps and beside the gate waved their wands again.
"Big explosion..."
One burst of red light after another shot out from their wands.
He waved his wand mechanically, his tone of voice completely flat as he chanted the spell.
...as if their minds had been extinguished, turning them into puppets capable only of casting spells.
There aren't any CDs?!
Zabini and several others stared blankly at the twins on either side of the gate.
She wasn't wearing makeup or dressed up at all.
However, the more Zabini looked, the more he felt a chill run down his spine; he had no smile and no expression.
It seemed that the people standing in front of them were not the familiar "Weasley Twins".
Instead, it became something exactly the same, something else entirely.
A bead of cold sweat trickled down Zabini's forehead.
What exactly did Ethan do to his employees?
"boom!!"
In that moment of distraction, another bomb exploded.
"Cough, cough!"
Smoke and dust rose everywhere.
However, this time, the Weasley twins did not continue chanting the spell.
Instead, they put away their wands and turned around in unison.
Turn your back to them.
What are those two doing?
In silence.
The Slytherins scrambled to their feet, wands in hand, watching the two figures with wariness and suspicion.
next second.
It happened in a flash.
Both of their upper bodies bent backward at the same time.
He flashed them a wide, upside-down, radiant smile that stretched to his ears.
Support yourself on the steps with both arms.
Like two human-shaped spiders.
It is so flexible that it seems to have no bones inside, only a flesh-colored skin on the outside.
Holy crap! A suited man!
Followed by.
clap clap clap!
Two "Spidermen" used their hands and feet to scramble down the steps and pounce on them at lightning speed!
Zabini and the others: ? ! !
My heart stopped beating instantly.
Outside the water curtain screen.
The students couldn't help but laugh as they watched the Slytherins scream and scramble towards the castle gates.
"Look at them, they're so lame!"
"I'm new here, excuse me. Are the trial participants black this year?"
"It doesn't seem that scary. I guess it was just some kind of bone-softening spell."
"However, that bombardment and explosion that started the year was truly spectacular. I never imagined the Weasley twins had such a talent for making firecrackers."
However, at that moment...
The students, who were having a lively discussion, watched helplessly as the Weasley twins brushed past the Slytherins.
The momentum shows no signs of abating.
With a bright smile.
They crawled toward them!
Students: ?!
Don't come any closer!
I've never heard of a test of courage competition where the audience is also persecuted!
"Eeya—!"
"Don't be afraid, my princess! I will protect you."
"Holy crap! Who the hell just touched my chest? I'm a guy!"
One spider enters, and everything goes mad.
Looking at the students dancing wildly, Dumbledore chuckled:
"Young people are so energetic..."
His kind smile ended abruptly with a fist that seemed to come out of nowhere.
Professor McGonagall: Pfft.
Halloween can be quite fun, can't it?
Professor McGonagall thought to herself in a good mood.
He waved his wand and hung the two "Spidermen" who were having a great time on the tree.
Inside Hogwarts Castle.
The Slytherin Five leaned against the door, panting.
Zabini wiped the sweat from his brow and grinned:
"That's all there is to it."
Didn't all five of them come in unharmed?
It's all just superficial.
"Hmph! I just didn't react in time!"
Flint was blown to bits, his bright white teeth standing out starkly against his charred skin.
"This time, no matter what kind of monsters or demons come, I'll crush them all!"
Zabini: "Great. Let's clear it in one go!"
Before he could finish speaking...
With a hum, a flash of silver light appeared.
Zabini felt a sharp pain in his cheek.
A bloodstain appeared.
"Click!"
Wood chips flew everywhere.
In an instant.
Zabini's blood froze, and he stood frozen in place.
He slowly turned his eyes and saw the circular saw deeply embedded in the wooden door beside his face.
Moonlight streamed through the window, forming a pillar of light that floated with dust in the dimly lit castle.
Gently, it fell upon the figures standing before them.
He was over two meters tall and had a huge body.
He was clad in heavy, tattered armor, the pits filled with moonlight that illuminated large patches of dried, brown grime. A tattered cloak hung around his neck, swaying gently in the breeze.
Going up from the neck.
There was nothing there.
"—fainted and collapsed to the ground."
A hoarse voice came from inside the armor.
Zabini, who was nearly hacked to death: ? ? ?
you***!!
Under the stunned gazes of the Slytherins.
One after another, headless armors stood up stiffly and creaking in the moonlight.
It emitted a smell that was a mixture of dirt and decay.
"Click."
Before him stood a tall, headless knight with a thick wooden handle of a circular saw. With a forceful pull, he removed the saw blade that was stuck in the door!
Suspended in mid-air, it exudes a subtle magical power.
"Buzz, buzz—"
The rusted circular saw slowly began to rotate, gradually increasing its speed.
The parts rubbed together, sending sparks flying.
The headless horseman's iron gauntlet throbbed restlessly in his hand.
It seemed as if it couldn't wait to drink fresh blood.
"call!"
The Headless Horseman raised his arm, held the buzzing, spinning circular saw high, and swung it down fiercely at the Slytherins!
-
Run!
A loud bang!
The circular saw struck the words heavily, almost splitting them in two!
"Bang!"
Wood chips flew everywhere.
The thick Hogwarts building was torn to shreds like pieces of paper!
Zabini and his group: ? ? ?
Is this a test of courage or a gallbladder-draining contest?!
Looking at the list of retiring players, Dumbledore:
Are you trying to cause trouble by demolishing property here?
"Wow, so cool... This is way cooler than a magic wand!" The students were mesmerized, staring at the tall, imposing figure riding a headless horse.
While he was rapidly transforming into a salesman, he bought bags of Bertie Bottsoy, popcorn, and sunflower seeds from Weasley.
At this time.
While Zabini and his companions were frantically fleeing for their lives in the corridor, they weren't having such a leisurely time.
"You...you said that no matter what comes, you can beat them to a pulp?!"
Zabini turned and roared at Flint.
"I want to too!"
Flint roared back, whipping his sword behind him with "Thunder Explosion!"
however.
Then the headless knight swung his circular saw, and with a bang, it struck the red-clad figure.
He stepped out unharmed amidst the billowing smoke.
What... what kind of monster is this?!
What exactly happened in just two short months?!
Is this still one of Ethan's employees?!
What have you done to your fellow members?!
Third Master, I'm reporting that someone is conducting human experiments at Hogwarts!!
The corridor of the good school stretches endlessly, with no end in sight.
The circular saw hummed as it approached from behind.
Occasionally, armored figures would leap out from around the corner, delivering a fatal blow to them.
The picture frames on the wall would occasionally suddenly grin and stretch out one arm after another.
They tore at each other's clothes and grabbed each other's cheeks.
They cannot stop us from moving forward.
Fortunately, the staircase leading to the second floor finally came into view.
"arrive!"
Several people were almost moved to tears of joy.
This long corridor is like swimming butterfly in an old woman's bound feet; every minute and every second is torture!
They grabbed the items that symbolized their passage through customs and rushed up the stairs.
I thought:
Haha! It's not that hard!
It's impossible to get them to give up halfway through!
the other side.
The headless horseman, Cedric, put down his circular saw.
Beneath his armor, his eyes were fixed intently on the five figures ascending to the second floor.
Every gift bestowed by fate comes with a price tag attached.
"As you command, Lord Vincent."
Cedric faced the void, pressed his hand to his chest, and spoke like a loyal knight:
"All five of us have arrived at the upper level without missing a single one."
Third floor.
In a quiet, empty room.
Ethan bent one leg and sat leisurely on the desk, reading the book "Biotransformation" in his hand.
Behind it, the magnificent night sky is reflected in the diamond-patterned window, and the bright moonlight shines on its back.
From the front, a long, thin shadow is cast.
"Smack."
Ethan slowly closed the list in his hand. Under the oppressive darkness, the cobalt blue second-place scholar raised his eyes and stared at the deep black sky outside.
He curled the corners of his lips and murmured:
"The real show is about to begin."
Thanks to the shadow.
A colossal creature slowly crawled across the four walls.